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[Intro]
There I go
Thinkin' of you again

[Chorus]
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me f*ckin' sick to my stomach
Everytime I think of you I puke

Puke must just not know (uououououououoh)
You may not think you do but you do
Everytime I think of you I puke

[Verse 1]
I was gonna take the time to sit down
And write you a little poem
But off of the dome would probably be a little more
More suitable for this type of song (woah)

I got a million reasons off the top
Of my head that I can think of
Sixteen bars just ain't enough to put some ink to
So fuck it, I'ma start right here

I'll just be briefer
'Bout to rattle off some other reasons
I knew I shouldn't go and get another tattoo
Of you on my arm, but what do I go and do?

I go and get another one, now I got two
Now I'm sittin here, with your name on my skin
I can't believe I went and did that stupid shit again
My next girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim

Shii-ii-ii-ii-ii-iit
If you only knew how much I hated you
For every-motherf*ckin'-thing you ever put us through
Then I wouldn't be standin' here cryin'over you

[Chorus]
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach
Everytime I think of you I puke

puke must just not know (uououououououoh)
You may not think you do but you do
Everytime I think of you I puke

[Verse 2]
I was gonna take the time to sit down
and write you a little letter,
But I thought a song would probably be a little better
Instead of a letter

that you probably just shred up (yeah)
I stumbled on your picture yesterday
and it made stop and think of
How much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink to

A stupid piece of paper, I'd rather let you see how
Much I f*ckin' hate you in a freestyle
You're a f*ckin' cokehead slut I hope you f*ckin' die
You get to hell and satan sticks a needle in your eye

You f*ckin' slut I hope you die
Die-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie
But please don't get me wrong
I'm not bitter or mad

It's not that I still love you
it's not 'cause I want you back
It's just that
when I think of you it makes me wanna yack

Aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-acK
But what else can I do, I haven't got a clue
Now I guess I just move on, I have no choice but to
But everytime I think of you now all I wanna do
Is puu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uuke

[Chorus]
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach
Everytime I think of you I puke

puke must just not know (uououououououoh)
You may not think you do but you do
Everytime I think of you I puke

[Outro]
God damn it
F*ckin' b*tch

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